March 01, 2010

Wipe Your Feet: When I was sixteen or so I discovered coffee.

You think about it as if it were black tar heroin. “Should I try it? It might feel good. It might feel lousy.” A cup and a half in you remember why you ever went down this dark road in the first place: while you’re throwing your first load of laundry in, you realize that if the government just got it together to seed all the clouds over the southwest United States, there would be no drought.

Considering I’m in the middle of spending a few peaceful-but-boring days at the parents’ house and have just finished my second pot of coffee, this hit pretty close to home.

 
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    giving up soda. tess has shown
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    Considering I’m...peaceful-but-boring...parents’ house